It is half term this week (and if you’re not in the UK this is just a week off school/college halfway through a term/semester) and my mum had been saving up for us all to go to ICELAND. Obviously this was very exciting family holiday, we all went, except for my older brother so we missed him 😦 When we arrived on the first day of the trip, we got a bus to the Blue Lagoon in Grindavik around lunchtime for about 3/4 hours. Basically its a very blue volcanic lagoon, that was really warm. Which is just as well as it was bloody freezing outside. We had to run from the changing rooms outside to the water, think over-exaggerated cartoon robbers prancing about on tiptoes. It was very snowy and cold so our faces were freezing, and the lagoon absolutely stank like sulphur but it was fun! The water has collagen effects and its really good for your skin so there were lots of people smearing themselves with this pungent paste found in the rocks and the floor, including us. If you didn’t know what you’d walked into it would probably be quite terrifying as there were a lot of people with white face masks on. I have few more photos of my family but I thought they might not appreciate me sharing them with the world so top get the gist of what the lagoon looks like, you’re stuck with me.
We were supposed to see the go on a jeep tour to see the northern lights in the evening as well but it was far too cloudy and snowy so everything got cancelled 😦 It was the part I was most looking forward to but at least it gives me an excuse to go back again, or visit somewhere else like Norway or all the way at the top of Scotland. We stayed in a self-cater apartment in the middle of the city, so we got the Icelandic supermarket experience as well as being surrounded by everything and anything. The houses there are so colourful, they even painted the roofs….how can you not want to live in such a colourful place? It was also Pancake day while we were there (or Shrove Tuesday) and in Iceland, the children wear fancy dress and go into shops to collect sweets, kind of like Halloween but a lot less demonic and more enthusiastic. I don’t know about where you live, but there’s fewer and fewer children where I live that take part in Halloween properly 😦 I hope you all have a good weekend!
In January we had our mock exams, except in art it was a real exam. So I decided to share with you my ‘final piece’ which is a series of three manipulated fabric pieces based on my own photographs and from what I had been developing in my coursework sketchbook. I layered fabric to create different segments of the pieces, and machine stitched them to a foundation layer. They took about 4 hours each. I dyed them first with this magical stuff called Brusho, sprinkling salt over the top to create strange repellent textures. I then embroidered areas to create texture, as well as layering crinkled newspaper and tissue paper, although you probably can’t see these textures as I have taken the photos from far away. My favourite one is the middle one, its the first one I did and it was the one I had the most fun creating, so that’s probably a main reason why, I love the turquoise colours and textures, it is now up on the wall in the art department amongst the hilarious mugshot collage of the art students.
Anyway, I hope you’re all having a lovely Sunday!!
I just love the way the leaves crunch under your feet and you can curl up on the sofa smothered in blankets and watch the world go by in the rain outside. Autumn is one of the best seasons because its not too cold yet and it doesn’t rain as much as winter and there’s loads of pretty orangey colours everywhere
This is one of my favourite jumpers ever, for some reason I find it difficult to buy things or spend money on myself. I saw this one day in a shop just glowing from across the room, you know, the way jumpers do. On impulse I actually bought it instead of tearing myself away with great reluctance and I’m so glad I did! One day I’m going to knit a jumper, or maybe several, I’ve been meaning to for a while but keep forgetting to get some wool that fits a pattern.
I actually find that (below) photo thoroughly amusing, it kind of looks like I’m dead. Don’t fret, I’m not. Obviously. Those docs have fur inside them and they’re the softest shoes I’ve ever owned. I practically live in them. Bit of juxtaposition for you there. I bought the nude skirt about 3 years ago, it was a midi but I grew (slightly) and now its a bit less midi. I wear it a lot now but when I first bought it I regretted it after a week because I ‘t think it looked right…glad I didn’t give it away now though!didn
The camper van is called Florence by the way. Aka Flozza. Ok I’m lying, we would never call it Flozza.
There’s been a lot going on at college lately, for some inane reason, Ofsted (the boss of education or whatever they are) have decided to add to the already too stressful lives of A level students. We now have a controlled assessment every three weeks for each subject, that must meet our minimum target grades or at least one below, and if not we are in the ‘amber or red zone’…ooooh. Scary. Then you have to resit it it the next week if you don’t meet that grade. To top it off I have tons of geography coursework and english coursework that nobody even knew about and and and…
Sometimes I just feel like school or college or whatever is taking over my life. I know for a fact that the majority of my friends feel like this too. And probably the whole A level community. I want to run away and do something fun. Like learn to speak mandarin and travel the world and jump out of an aeroplane (with a parachute, breathe). I used to love learning about new things and now its becoming such a chore and I’m beginning to resent my most loved subjects.
We’re doing a Christmas Jumper Secret Santa. Ai-eee 🙂 I love secrets and I love shopping for presents so all is bright on that front.
This week hasn’t been a very good one, school-wise. I’ve just been really fed up with not hearing anyone. I go to a 6th form at a state school and I’m the only profoundly deaf person there. I’m new to year 12, among other new people, despite the fact that I’ve been there since 3rd September I haven’t managed to make friends properly. One of the things about being deaf is that I rely heavily on lip reading, all these new faces…I can’t understand their lip patterns! Because very few people are deaf aware they don’t know to face me or not cover their mouth with their hands when talking, or talking in noisy corridors and even lessons. I can’t get into the conversations that other people are having, so I come across as shy and quiet…not how I wanted to be perceived because its not really me at all!
The other new people (5 of which are in my form) seem to have settled in quickly, I know one of them struggled for the first month but she’s fine now and has friends. Everyone has little social circles, I don’t know who to go to, there’s hundreds of people in my year group.
I did a presentation to the whole year in early September to spread deaf awareness, very nerve wrecking but I managed to show my personality more as people were actually listening and I even got some laughs 🙂 It was actually successful and I was happy, people were directly including me in conversations, writing stuff down and repeating things, but it only lasted a week haha. I think everyone’s just forgotten about it all I try not to let myself think that they might actually just not care or be bothered enough anymore.
Basically just feeling excluded and a bit lonely at school…maybe it will look up soon! Sorry for such a drab post, but I do think that people should know about this stuff that deaf people go through, it’s definitely not just me who feels this way! I actually don’t know any other deaf people, my family is hearing and I’ve always gone to a hearing school. Its times like this that if somebody were to ask me ‘if you could take a pill and you’d not be deaf anymore, would you take it?’ I’d say yes, yes, yes pleeease!